Semi-tangent story... and I know women usually have more to fear in these regards than men typically do...
Many years ago... many years... I had a job where I was all over my service territory of a two-state region. I lived out of hotels most of the week. On one particular day I had checked into the hotel, saw I had a blinking red light with a message on it, but clearly it was not for me as I'd just checked in so I ignored it after listening to whoever it was asking for whomever was not there.
I went out and got pizza to bring back to the room. While I was in the room I saw I had another message, and the person seemed angry this time. While I was eating dinner and tired from my day of work, the phone rang and I answered it. The person on the other end was angry and looking for someone and didn't believe I wasn't lying about whomever it was not being there. I was getting frustrated and eventually blurted out, "Look I don't know who you're looking for, I just checked into this room this evening and there is nobody else here!" and I hung up the phone.
A few seconds after doing that... I realized... IF that dude really didn't believe me... he could just show the fuck up and what was I going to do? I imagined it was some kind of drug deal gone bad and dude was going to come looking for drugs or money and would be sure I was the guy who had wronged him. I did NOT sleep that night.
I also in my angst, decided to microwave a bar of soap. It just kept expanding and expanding... I didn't let it explode... but the microwave smelled like soap and I couldn't eat anything cooked in it anymore. Fortunately I checked out the next day without any harm coming to me.